Chapter 249 Nice to meet you

"Mr. Shanbing, can you hear me?"

"Mr. Shanbing, after interrogating the old captain of Haishang Guo, we learned that the 'Red Apostle' should have another ability, which is to release a large number of spiritual monsters when pushed to the limit. The specific details are not yet known, but it can be speculated that this batch of spiritual monsters should be different from the mutants that appeared in Qinggang City. Please be prepared to prevent the other party from counterattacking, Mr. Shanbing..."

"Be careful..."

"..."

Lu Xin, squatting on the rooftop ruins of the East China Hotel, quietly watched his shadow twisted and fighting with the red spiritual power below the building, and a strange emotion appeared in his heart.

He could feel the feeling of his father completely tearing the monster apart and completely suppressing it.

However, the red apostle, who had been broken into countless pieces, had not completely disappeared.

The spiritual power of this red apostle showed a strange state.

That is, no matter how many times it was torn apart, it seemed to be able to be re-integrated and formed again.

His father's ability made him dismembered again and again until he was crushed.

This was a contest between fusion and crushing.

Looking down at the scene where the red-robed apostle kept trying to merge again but was always suppressed, he felt a strange satisfaction in his heart.

It was as if he had wanted to see this kind of scene for a long time.

Lu Xin only reacted when Han Bing's voice sounded in the channel for the nth time.

He heard Han Bing's voice and breathed a sigh of relief.

It can be seen that she, or the people of Qinggang, are really trying hard to help him.

Lu Xin even felt that they were like a group of childish and clumsy children. They were obviously not enough to help him in a battle of this level, but they were still trying very hard and using all their methods to provide him with a little help.

So, after a moment of silence, Lu Xin smiled.

He replied softly: "Ah, I heard it..."

"I'm sorry, the signal was not very good just now..."

"..."

"Okay, we will strengthen the signal transmission in the future..."

Han Bing's voice showed some relief, and he asked anxiously: "Mr. Shanbing, how is the cleanup mission going now?"

"Is there anything we can help with?"

"..."

Lu Xin fell silent again.

He didn't really want to care about other things now.

If it wasn't because Han Bing's voice was coming out of the channel at this time, he might have been annoyed.

"It's almost done."

After a pause, he replied softly: "Don't worry, don't worry."

"I'll tell you after I solve it."

"..."

"Okay."

Han Bing seemed to pause, then smiled softly: "I'm looking forward to it."

"When Mr. Shanbing completes this cleanup mission, you must treat Mr. Shanbing to a meal, and I will also..."

"... I'll bring you some wontons that I made myself!"

Hearing such gentle words, Lu Xin's heart also became a little warm.

He smiled softly: "Okay, I'll wait to eat."

...

...

Slowly stood up and looked down at the spiritual monster below.

He was now very sure that this spiritual monster could no longer stand up.

If a certain characteristic of this spiritual monster is the abnormal fusion ability, which allows it to recover from various blows, then when he encounters his father's ability, he can only be suppressed.

Because his father's ability is not just cutting or crushing.

Judging from his father's temper, his ability is more like a kind of complete destruction...

The 'Red Apostle' is close to emptiness, but unfortunately, he is not really empty, and he still has the most basic activity.

As long as there is this activity, it is impossible for him to stand up again under his father's suppression.

"So, his last ability should also appear?"

Just as Lu Xin was thinking this, he saw that the spiritual power of the Red Apostle, which was shrouded by a black shadow and tortured repeatedly, was undergoing drastic changes.

Originally, these dismembered parts were trying to merge, but it seemed that after such a long time, its few thinking abilities finally realized that this was a dead end.

So, its body no longer tried to merge, but began to differentiate.

The huge body began to differentiate into parts, and each separated department showed various changes, some twisted, and big mouths appeared in various parts of the body, each mouth was full of sharp teeth.

Some of them had cracks, with eerie and cold eyes inside.

Some of them desperately squeezed out bat-like wings, and flapped them hard, as if they wanted to fly.

Some of them scattered into various insects, rustling and burrowing into the ground.

...

The spiritual monster reported by Han Bing appeared.

Combined with the information she gave, it can be determined that:

This red-clothed apostle dispersed his spiritual power and turned into different monsters one after another?

Before, it had increased its spiritual level by devouring the spiritual monsters of Qinggang City.

But now, because the method of increasing the spiritual level has been cut off, and it is even impossible to form again under the suppression of its father, it began to differentiate and turned itself into different spiritual monsters...

Since it can devour, it is reasonable to show the ability to differentiate, right?

And it is not just a simple release, but also gives them a spiritual level that is obviously stronger than before...

Lu Xin nodded slightly.

He didn't know whether this speculation was accurate or not, but it didn't really matter.

He wasn't a professional investigator.

He didn't need to figure out how his abilities were used and changed at this time.

He just needed to clean them up thoroughly.

The most important thing was always the result, wasn't it?

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...

Hualala...

These differentiated spiritual monsters immediately scattered and fled in all directions.

They seemed to be using this method to avoid the domineering and brutal suppression of the shadow.

These scattered spiritual monsters were naturally not higher than the spiritual level of the red-clothed apostle himself, but they had to admit that they were more conducive to avoiding the suppression of Lu Xin's shadow, and as long as they escaped, Qinggang would be in chaos.

"Hehe..."

Looking at the spiritual monsters that were fleeing in all directions, Lu Xin showed a hollow expression on his face.

He whispered, "What's the point?"

"Ah, toys, don't run, I'm going to sew you up..."

Among the scattered monsters, there was an alien.

At first, my sister tried to pull one arm and one leg of the red-robed apostle over, but after all, the opponent's spiritual level was too large, her size was too small, and the opponent's fusion ability was beyond her imagination, so in the end she only succeeded in contaminating one of the opponent's arms, turning it into a stitched arm-shaped monster that moved on the ground with five fingers...

At this time, she rode on the monster's arm and directed this hand to catch other monsters. Every time she caught up with one, this hand would open its five fingers and catch the monster. After squeezing it hard, the monster's body had become twisted and disordered.

My mother's figure had also disappeared behind the glass window on the third floor opposite.

I don't know where she went.

Only occasionally, she could be seen holding a monster's hand in a mess and chatting in a friendly manner.

One hand holding the other, and one hand holding a pair of scissors, that kind of friendly.

...

...

"Hasn't it come out yet?"

Lu Xin frowned and searched among the spiritual monsters.

Finally, his eyes fell on the middle of the scattered sea of ​​spiritual monsters. In the dark sea of ​​spiritual monsters, all colors seemed to have disappeared. The chaos and different fluctuations made the area downstairs of the East China Sea Hotel like a pot of boiling water, with a large number of bubbles constantly pouring out. Each bubble had a different shape.

But among these bubbles, Lu Xin saw a phantom flashing with white light.

Carefully feeling the spiritual power fluctuations of this phantom, Lu Xin quickly determined something.

He let out a long sigh and stood up.

The moment he stood up, the shadow was stretched, like a group of devils with bared fangs and claws, and instantly pounced on the surroundings.

Most of the scattered spiritual monsters were instantly swallowed by him.

But at this time, Lu Xin deliberately raised his arm.

The raising of his arm triggered the change of the shadow.

This caused a huge gap to appear in the violent and chaotic shadow, which just happened to enclose the white shadow inside, just like a safe island appeared in the surging black tide, unaffected by the surrounding changes.

Then Lu Xin slowly walked down from the upstairs of the East China Sea Hotel.

When controlling the shadow, his movements were far less flexible than usual. At this time, his sister was only concerned with playing below and did not come to help him, so he could only reluctantly borrow a little of his sister's power to keep himself walking on the floor.

He went downstairs all the way, walked into the middle of the chaotic spiritual monsters, and kept walking forward.

Finally, he came to the white shadow.

It can be seen that this white shadow is a pale young man.

He opened his eyes confusedly, and in this black tide, he seemed out of tune with the surroundings.

He was very quiet, and had a strange sense of nothingness.

Looking at this white shadow, Lu Xin slowly showed a little smile on his face, and then the smile kept adjusting.

Finally, the smile turned into a friendly and kind shape:

"Hello."

"It's really nice to meet you."